38 years of past events

NO.12, Grimmauld Place, I still remember that the last time I came here was three years ago, at that time, there was nothing, in the rented house opposite, only me and Daisy, that annoying girl was thinking There are always countless thoughts, and those romantic fantasies once wandered with us, in those lonely days.

It's just that no one thought that the departure that day became the end of our life that we could never go back.

"Is this the place?" Evira asked me.

"Yes. Also the home of Sirius Black."

"Go in!" he yelled, and several Death Eaters behind him immediately tore off the chain on the iron gate and rushed in.

When our group stormed in aggressively, all we saw was an empty room and a pile of dusty furniture.

"No one has lived here for a long time." Evira held her nose in disgust, and there was a musty smell in the air, "Are you sure that little thing is here?"

"Klitsch is a loyal house elf, and he won't go anywhere except here." I saw the heads of those old house elves hanging in the living room, and said with certainty.

"Let's find each other separately! Every room and every cabinet must be searched for!" Evira ordered.

I paced around, looked around, and then stopped in front of a huge French window. There was an empty picture frame hanging on the wall, and the portrait inside became a blank.

"Mrs. Black, come out." I opened the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the light from outside instantly illuminated the inside.

She screamed and ran away from behind the curtain, and at the corner of the stairs, the ghost finally turned around and shouted angrily: "Who are you bastards? Who allowed you to come to my house! Who allowed you Trampling on the house of my ancestors! Who gave it the right!"

"Be quiet, ma'am, we are all followers of the Duke of Darkness, if this still doesn't make you understand, then I say Knight Walpus, you should be able to understand."

"Knight Volpes... Oh, I understand, of course I understand..." Her tone suddenly became soft, whispering like a dream, "In our time, who would not know, that person, he How great it is."

"Of course, he's still great today," I said.

"It's my luck to see you again..." she said, suddenly angry again, "But! There's a scum in my family! He's brought in those nasty Mudbloods, lowly half-breeds, oh, What a disgrace!"

"Are you talking about your son Sirius Black?"

"No! No! He is not my son, he is a traitor! He was abandoned by the ancestors of the family, and we will not recognize him."

"Okay, then you mean that there are often mixed-bloods here, that is to say, people from the Order of the Phoenix used to be here?"

"I don't know, I don't know what the Order of the Phoenix is, all I know is that they come to my house at night, they're sneaky, and they refuse to let me hear them. Oh, these mudbloods must have done something shady Things. It's not all that traitor's stupidity."

"Evira, did you hear that? People from the Order of the Phoenix often haunt this place. If I'm not mistaken, they once used this place as their base."

"I just said, why our people can't find them all the time, that's why, no one would think that they are in Black's house, Bellatrix's house." Evira sighed, "It's really cunning! "

"Let me go! Let me go! How can you do this, this is the noble pureblood Black's family."

At this moment, the Death Eaters had caught the elf, and he was struggling non-stop.

"Found him, in the corner of the closet," said one of the Death Eaters.

"Master, my honorable mistress, save Kerry."

"Shut up! It's your honor to serve Knight Walpes!" said the ghost of Mrs. Black.

"Kritchie the house-elf? That's interesting, I haven't seen you for so many years." I laughed, twirling my wand.

He raised his head, his big protruding eyes were full of doubts: "Krich doesn't know you."

"No no, we've met before." As I spoke, I made a grabbing motion.

He thought for a while, then his eyes widened instantly, "You...you are...that kid from back then?"

"What a smart little guy. Don't worry, I will make you die more comfortably later."

He realized the ending, and his whole body was depressed, and he lowered his head in disappointment.

"However, before that, you have to answer me a question." I approached Klitsch's ear and asked him in a deep voice: "Where did the locket go?"

He froze for a moment, and after a while: "No...no... Kerry doesn't know..."

"You lied! I saw it! I saw it that day! It was you who took it, and I saw you weeping while holding Regulus' body! I saw you hiding behind the cave, and I saw you Came out again, and after that person left, you removed that fake pendant from Regulus' body and replaced it! Right?"

"No!" he screamed, "Kricht doesn't know! Klich can't tell! Klitsch don't remember! That's terrible, terrible!"

"We should give him some power." Evira raised her wand.

"Wait..." I softened my tone again, "Klitsch, be obedient, you know the truth, you know how Regulus died, so don't let him sacrifice in vain, you know, He is so loyal to the Dark Lord, how could he betray? No, give it to me, your little master will be very happy to know."

"K...Krich... can't do it, Krich promised, can't..." He was hesitating.

"Be good, Klitsch, give it to me, don't force me to take Legilimency on you."

After hearing Legilimency, he visibly trembled. I know that Legilimency is nothing to wizards, but it is very painful for house elves with extremely sensitive nerves.

"Klitsch don't... Legilimency... don't..." He hesitated and struggled.

"Then give it to me."

Klicer looked at me for a while, and finally he said, "Okay... Klicer... Kerry gives it to you..."

Evira and I laughed.

When Kricht didn't know where to find it, I saw that the locket was already covered with a layer of dust, but this still didn't affect my mood.In the light, I see the Slytherin crest shining - this is my family.

When going out, Evira made a killing motion to those Death Eaters.

"The master will be very happy this time," he said.

"I hope so."

"Ah!" The Death Eaters behind me screamed, and I turned around to see them clutching their right arms, groaning in pain, then Evira, then me, burning with pain.

Oops!Since the resurrection of my father, the Dark Mark has never hurt again. This time, I realized that something serious happened to my father, and his anger even spread to the Dark Mark. "Go back!" I said.

"Where's that guy?" Evira looked at Kerry, clutching her arm in pain.

I grabbed Klicher's clothes, "Listen, let me let you go this time, but if I find out that you said something you shouldn't say, you should know the consequences!" I glanced at Blake who was hiding behind the curtain Ma'am, "And you!"

"Let's go!" Finally, we left No. 12, Grimmauld Place, in the midst of Mrs. Black's shouting of Pure Blood.

When he returned to Malfoy Manor, he saw a messy living room and his father's angry face. The Death Eaters were crawling on the ground in fear, and the broken crystal lamp beside them cast a dazzling light on the broken carpet.I touched my invisible right eye habitually, and then at my father's feet, I noticed that there was a broken wand in two.

Apparently the one Lucius gave his father.

"What happened? Snape's information was wrong, he betrayed us?" My first reaction was Snape, a bit regretful that I shouldn't have believed that information in order to test him in the meeting.

Unexpectedly, however, the father said, "No, Snape's information was correct, and I saw the boy."

"Then... this wand?" I asked hesitantly, and at this moment I saw the ferocious anger on his face.

"It's broken, Harry escaped!" The mouth without lips opened and closed, and the voice was low, revealing a suppressed anger.

"According to Snape's news, last night we carried out an operation to capture Harry Potter. People from the Order of the Phoenix disguised themselves as seven Potters. We had a fierce battle, but we still caught the boy, just ...just at the end..." Bella curled up in a corner, but in the end she didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Avada!" The father angrily hit the surrounding walls and window eaves, the dust and sawdust fell from them, and the portrait was torn apart.

Evira stood behind me in fright, not daring to say a word, everyone was trembling.

"I need a wand! A best wand! Nothing else is good for me!"

"Your wand can't kill Harry, and Lucius's has broken, and it turns out that other people's will, so what's a better wand?" I asked him.

"It will," he said, stroking his wand with pale fingers, and staring up at the ceiling, as if lost in some kind of thought.

Until a long time passed, he asked me: "Randolph, what happened to what I told you to do?"

"Everything's going well," I said, except for the house-elf, of course.

"Very well, now I will be away for a few days, and you will help me with one thing during these few days."

"What is it?"

He turned and looked at me, his tone revealing unquestionable determination, "Don't let me see the Ministry of Magic again! See the Aurors! Next time we catch Harry Potter!"

"I see." Then I asked him, "So, where are you going?"

"Go and find the perfect wand!" he said.

Then he called Nagini in Parseltongue, and when Nagini climbed onto his shoulder, the next moment, he disappeared from the Malfoy Manor.

Everyone on the ground let out a sigh of relief.